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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 743
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Chapter 743 Hastings Cooper did his best not to dwell on the fact that, under the sea, Citrine had given her own oxygen tank to Sebastian Vesper.

He looked at her intently and said, "Citrine, you were still willing to save me. I knew you couldn't be that heartless toward me." Citrine was at a loss for words. She took a few steps back, putting more distance between them, and forced a half-smile. "Hastings, maybe you should take a good look in the mirror. The way you look right now is really not doing you any favors." She was quickly running out of patience. "Alright, that's enough. Please, both of you, head back to your own boat." Hastings' face darkened, and he couldn't keep lying to himself or ignore what Citrine had done-risking her life underwater to give her oxygen tank to Sebastian.

He shot Sebastian a glare full of resentment and jealousy.

Citrine caught the look in his eyes and her expression turned cold, a warning clear in her voice. "Hastings, you're a member of the Vermillion Vanguard. Your duty is to the people first, before yourself. Protecting others is your mission. Next tyou make a decision, I suggest you remember who you are and whether you're living up to the responsibility that uniform represents." Her words snapped Hastings out of it. Only then did he realize how out of control his emotions had been today, and how close he'd cto making a terrible mistake.

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He cast one last, reluctant look at Citrine before turning to Quentin Aldridge beside him. "Quentin, let's go back to the boat." Quentin glanced at Citrine but said nothing.

Once the two of them had left, only Citrine and Sebastian remained on the boat.

As they made their way back, Sebastian hesitated for a moment before breaking the silence.

"Thank you for givingyour oxygen tank." He was still reeling from what had happened In a life-or-death moment like that, not even family or friends would necessarily go so far, but she had handed over her tank without a second thought.

His heart was pounding-gratitude and something far stronger surging inside him.

Hearing his words, Citrine suddenly turned to look at him. Their eyes met, and the heat in Sebastian's gaze nearly scorched her.

She forced herself to look away, feigning composure. "Don't mention it. I used to do a lot of free diving, so I'm pretty familiar with the ocean down there." But the real reason went deeper. She had once been part of the Vermillion Vanguard herself; the instinct to save people was etched into her very bones.

"Either way, you saved my life." Sebastian's lips curved into a smile. No matter what she said, he couldn't suppress the rush of emotion in his chest.

By the tthey returned to the island, Citrine was utterly exhausted.

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w The two of them parted ways and En.

headed back to their own hotels.

She barely managed to shower before collapsing onto the bed, m sleeping straight through from dusk until the next morning. If it hadn't been for the knock at her door, Citrine doubted she would have woken at all.

She quickly threw on sclothes and opened the door. Looking up, she found Sebastian standing there, his gaze gentle.

"It's already noon," he said softly. "I saw you weren't up yet, so I ordered lunch for you."

Her hair was a tangled mess, falling down her back, and she was stilm f-lost in sleep as she blinked at ΕΠ him in a daze.